Created the false dichotomy, between Lilith and Mary, choked out by patriarchy, and told a lie of genetic prophecy, Fuck your test to see if we fit the mold, witches will scream until our stories are told. born of western cultural fears, under the boot for ten thousand years.
They’ll hold your head under water and they’ll call you a bitch, if you can’t hold your breath it’s you’re a fault you’re a witch, if you don’t succumb to the cold waters and drown, they’ll smear your name all over this town.
In the streets they call you out and tell you what you're worth a piece of meat to scrutinize, a commodity since birth feel the pressure to walk that straight and narrow line to resist this gendered prison would be your greatest crime because if you dare to live your life and forget that weight of shame they'll pull your hair and call you Slut and submerge your head again they use your body against you while they hold their bodies against you until it doesn't belong to you a symbol, object, tool
Be a slut be a prude, no matter you're rude from fishnets to ties, all I hear are your lies catcalls and grunts, lude gestures the works look at you who gets all the perks there's blood on our hands every 28 days but the pain that you spread sets the whole world ablaze I'm a dyke, I'm a femme, no matter I pick everyday it's my choice, I'll get blood on your dick
Destroy shame of your anatomy decolonize your stolen body reclaim your right to subjectivity lay ruin to the false dichotomy fight the cold waters by all means to ignite this town in witches’ screams go ahead girl go ahead, get down, go ahead girl, go ahead, get down